hmmmmmmmm
have quit the little pot i was doing..havent done any over..dunno 6 months..
however, i have some here -never done at home alone btw- to try once and paint while at it..hmmmmmmmmmm been skipping to try this out...hmmmmmm fullstop.

ha ha ha. have fun.

i can't work and smoke. my ADHD kicks hard under the influence--i'll have a hard time concentrating on anything for more than 60 seconds when i'm stoned, rather than the sober 10 minutes-- but ideas are another story-- i'll cover the house in post-it notes with ideas for things to do.

hehe skipped the 'experiment' again; would end up eating more than i usually do.

i want(ed) to try it, not for ideas - but to see if i would be more free in my strokes, ways and whatnot. lol

there was some taoist painter 3000 years ago or whatever who would do his calligraphy in various different states of intoxication and totally put it out there. he was supposedly both a great painter and a great taoist. ha!

i can't remember where i read that. i can almost see the page in my head but not sure if it's memory or imagination.

yeah! that a great dreamy and frustrating feeling at the same time!
let it last!

master something something the heights of drunkenness the excess of tea etc etc.

i can't remember the language, but basically he converted wine, tea and who knows what else into paintings.

it's like that hungarian traveling mathematician (paul erdos) who said the brain was a machine to turn coffee into math problems.

me i'm a scribbler. i scribble. constantly. gives me a slight high all of its own. a dopamine release. it cuts through the chaos of my busy head. if i don't write, the inside of my head is like rush hour in the metro or a traffic jam where everyone is stuck for hours.

i brainwash myself and i waste time with brainwashing.
im tired of my head working and i m resting it with the most unproductive ways.

not that i'm advocating you join a cult or anything but zen type meditation is actually supposed to help that thing-- kill the overthinking. i'm supposed to restart doing that actually but ehh… there is also alcohol, ha ha ha. (viva el whiskey).

ha ha, he is definitely pretty-- and while he does nothing for me i see why you like him. and he's not stupid. his bit about faulkner was good. "as i lay dying" has defeated me in the past (it's not my native language) and maybe i'll try it again. thanks for the link.

ha ha, he is definitely pretty-- and while he does nothing for me i see why you like him. and he's not stupid. his bit about faulkner was good. "as i lay dying" has defeated me in the past (it's not my native language) and maybe i'll try it again. thanks for the link.

i read his trivia on imdb, as it is a very normal thing to do on a saturday night and my love is justified: math, studies, painting, books, writing and being super hot and adorable. but he doesnt live in the correct street.

-Makes you drink waaaaaaay more than your body can handle. Which is poisonous.

-It's expensive.

-All one can think about all night is "más cacaína por favor"

-Makes your dick numb. *Terrible* This alone should dissuade people.

-It conditions you like an experimental dog: years and years after last having snorted it, the simple mention of the stuff makes my nose tingle. Heavy users who talk about it want to go take a shit instead. Woof-woof, Pavlov.

-Brings out the worst in people. You'll never see two stoners fight each other over the last hit of the roach--but two cokeheads growling like animals over the last scrap off the knife? All the fucking time. Greed & misery.

-It narrows your perception into a fucking tunnel.

-Makes you think you're having a smart conversation while everyone is just actually spewing incoherent motormouth gibberish only held together by syntax. Okay, this might be a plus in a social situation, but still, highly inaccurate.

-May not be meth, but it's still a hard drug. Addictive as fuck.

-For all the empty pleasure of the night before, the depression that follows is really fucking shit. I've known people who had to keep snorting just to avoid falling into a suicidal gloom. "Cacaine" indeed.

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Originally Posted by Nefeli

how did it go?

I bet you his liver hurts, his jaw hurts, and he wants to hide in bed with the curtains closed for the next 24 hours. Poor Joaquín!

It was awful and ok at the same time. I had some fun.....but my mind was still being plagued. I kind of hate to say this, but sometimes the drugs are necessary. I mean...yeah they're kind of awful and stuff....but right now I need that little kick. I really don't know how to deal with shit liek that, and I just have t0 get past it somehow. A person told my roommate, "Wow, he's really opening up and stuff". Anyways last nigth was half pretty cool...and half of it was me wanting to hide in my room or just leave.

-Makes you drink waaaaaaay more than your body can handle. Which is poisonous.

-It's expensive.

-All one can think about all night is "más cacaína por favor"

-Makes your dick numb. *Terrible* This alone should dissuade people.

-It conditions you like an experimental dog: years and years after last having snorted it, the simple mention of the stuff makes my nose tingle. Heavy users who talk about it want to go take a shit instead. Woof-woof, Pavlov.

-Brings out the worst in people. You'll never see two stoners fight each other over the last hit of the roach--but two cokeheads growling like animals over the last scrap off the knife? All the fucking time. Greed & misery.

-It narrows your perception into a fucking tunnel.

-Makes you think you're having a smart conversation while everyone is just actually spewing incoherent motormouth gibberish only held together by syntax. Okay, this might be a plus in a social situation, but still, highly inaccurate.

-May not be meth, but it's still a hard drug. Addictive as fuck.

-For all the empty pleasure of the night before, the depression that follows is really fucking shit. I've known people who had to keep snorting just to avoid falling into a suicidal gloom. "Cacaine" indeed.

I bet you his liver hurts, his jaw hurts, and he wants to hide in bed with the curtains closed for the next 24 hours. Poor Joaquín!

of course, it's the same with a lot of things-- coffeeholics can't get good sleep, cigarette smokers can't breathe right, perpetual stoners have a hard time getting their shit together, habitual drunks are some of the most horrible people one can meet, and of course there are exceptions to this rule but they are not the rule.

still, i think the addictive potential of cocaine is a lot higher than other drugs, both legal and illegal, the heart damage is nothing to fuck with, the behavioral consequences can be atrocious, and the withdrawal is a complete and absolute mindfuck that will have people jumping out of windows.

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Originally Posted by EVOLghost

I kind of hate to say this, but sometimes the drugs are necessary.

then again, people need a "digestive" every now and then... but the downside is that most people's parties aren't exactly a therapeutic or shamanistic experience which would be the best sorts of contexts to get the most out of the drugs. yes, yes, utopias, i know.